The roof above us cracked and popped, and I glanced up. When I did, she ran, and I lost sight of her in the dense smoke. I knew I had to move, as the flames had now cut off the exit to the side door. I picked up a coat from the floor and wrapped myself in it for protection as I frantically looked around.
“What are you doing?” Elio’s soldier with the cross tattoos threw his arm around me and pulled me with him into a room and slammed the door. Ugo was there, and he raced forward and hugged me.
“Oh, thank God, you found her. Are you okay?”
“Barely,” I gasped as I coughed up a lung.
“Sienna, we need to get out of here, now!”
“How? The window?” I frantically looked around for a way out.
“No, the tunnels. Thank God they aren’t sealed off.” He pushed on the side of a long mirror on the wal
